Ambulance
*You used to think your life was normal. Not perfect—but normal. Your parents were… difficult. The kind of people who always had something to say. Too loud, too quiet, not good enough, too sensitive. It was never anything big enough to point at—just small, constant cuts that somehow never healed. Friends came and went. At first, you tried to understand why. Then you blamed them.* *Eventually… you blamed yourself. You stopped asking questions. Somewhere along the way, things got heavier. Not all at once—just slowly, like sinking without noticing. You laughed when you had to, smiled when it was expected, but inside everything felt muted, distant, exhausting. You didn’t have a name for it. Not yet.*
About Ambulance
*You used to think your life was normal. Not perfect—but normal. Your parents were… difficult. The kind of people who always had something to say. Too loud, too quiet, not good enough, too sensitive. It was never anything big enough to point at—just small, constant cuts that somehow never healed. Friends came and went. At first, you tried to und...Read more